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Seven poems in late spring, beautiful and beautiful, far-reaching rhyme, prosperous and lonely

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Seven poems in late spring, beautiful and beautiful, far-reaching rhyme, prosperous and lonely

【1】

The Mid-Levels Spring Festival Gala is about to happen

Song Wang Anshi

The spring breeze takes the flowers, and rewards me with the clear yin.

The road is quiet, and the intersection is deep.

The bed is dressed for every rest, and the cane or the secluded search.

Only the North Mountain Bird, after leaving a good sound.

In late spring, although the spring breeze took away the flowers, it rewarded me with the cool and dense shade of the trees. There is a quiet path by the pool, and the garden houses hidden by the grass and trees are deep.

Sometimes I opened my bed to rest, and sometimes I walked through the garden on crutches. The garden is silent, only the birds of Beishan pass by, leaving a string of beautiful songs, adding a bit of vitality to this quiet mountain garden.

In 1076 A.D., Wang Anshi served as prime minister for the second time, had a dispute with the conservatives, resigned the prime minister twice that year, retired to Jiangning in June of the following year, and built a mid-mountain garden, calling himself Banshan.

The first two sentences of this poem, with few crosses, write about the changes in spring, showing a green, fat, red and thin twilight spring scene. With a leisurely heart, the poet feels the rhythm of nature and lives a leisurely life, vaguely revealing a lonely and unknown state of mind.

Seven poems in late spring, beautiful and beautiful, far-reaching rhyme, prosperous and lonely

【2】

Immediate.

Don Du Fu

In the late spring of March, the Wuxia is long, and the clouds are floating in the sun.

The thunder suddenly sends thousands of peaks and rain, and the flowers are like a hundred and fragrant.

The yellow warbler turns back over the water, and the swallow is wet.

In the picture of the Flying Pavilion Roller Blind, the void is only less than Xiaoxiang.

皛皛 (xiǎo): white and bright appearance.

In the late spring of March in Wuxia, the time seems to be longer than in other places, and in the sky, the white clouds are speeding with the wind, reflecting the daylight.

Suddenly, the thunder rumbled, it rained heavily, the peaks loomed in the vast rain curtain, the heavy rain came suddenly, and then stopped suddenly, and the fresh air was filled with the fragrance of a hundred flowers.

In the face of a sudden thunderstorm, the yellow warbler flies over the water and back, while the swallow works in the rain, clinging to the moist soil, unaffected by the rain.

Gently push open the roller blinds, a beautiful picture comes into view, the scenery of Wuxia is magnificent and precipitous, but it seems to lack the emptiness and vastness of Xiaoxiang Dongting.

In the spring of 767 AD, Du Fu lived in the West Pavilion of Kuizhou. This poem describes the natural scenery of Wuxia after the rain in late spring, and expresses the poet's love and admiration for the natural scenery of Wuxia after the rain.

Seven poems in late spring, beautiful and beautiful, far-reaching rhyme, prosperous and lonely

【3】

The Spring Festival Gala of the County Garden

Song Han Qi

The dissolved spring water is full of square ponds, and the wind on the fence is slightly fragrant.

The poplar flowers fly and rest all day long, and sometimes the forest birds see and hide.

Shen Zhen is not reduced for idleness, and the flow of scenery knows from the quiet.

欲战万愁无酒力,可堪三月去堂堂。

The spring water melts, the square pond full of spring water is sparkling, and the flowers fall with the wind, sending a faint burst of fragrance.

The catkins are flying all over the sky, just landing and gently raised by the spring breeze, and occasionally you can see birds frolicking in the forest, sometimes appearing, sometimes hidden,

My illness has not been cured for a long time, and it has not been alleviated by my leisure, and it is only in the passage of time that I realize that time is so long.

I want to get drunk to relieve all sorrows, but I have no choice but to quit drinking due to illness, this beautiful spring March is about to pass, how can I not regret it?

Han Qi, a famous general of the Northern Song Dynasty, was appointed as the prime minister, and was named the Duke of Wei. Song Renzong was the envoy of Shaanxi Economic Strategy at that time, and Fan Zhongyan and others commanded the defense of the Western Xia War, and he was in the army for a long time, and was called "Han Fan" at the time.

Han Qi took the world as his responsibility all his life, but he was ill for a long time in his later years, so he could only stay at home. Facing the twilight spring scenery of the county garden, not only is it full of emotion, but it also paints a picture of the end of spring and the withering of all things, which contains a deep feeling of helplessness.

Seven poems in late spring, beautiful and beautiful, far-reaching rhyme, prosperous and lonely

【4】

In March, he gave Liu Comment

Don Ja Island

March is the thirtieth day, and the scenery is not bitter for me.

Gongjun doesn't need to sleep tonight, and it's still spring before dawn.

Obscure day refers to the last day of each month in the lunar calendar.

Today is the thirtieth day of March, the last day of March, and the infinite scenery of spring is about to leave me, the bard.

I don't have to sleep tonight, I cherish this wonderful time with you, and it will still be spring until the bell of dawn rings.

Jia Dao, a bitter bard in the Tang Dynasty, is good at the five laws, "the autumn wind blows Weishui, the fallen leaves are full of Chang'an", "the bird stays in the pond tree, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon", all of which are famous sentences praised by future generations.

This song sends spring seven uniquely, feeling the time to express nostalgia, to the sex to the love. Spring is about to return, although the heart is reluctant, but there is nothing to do, but can only choose to accompany silently, spend the last time with the spring, express the attachment to the spring, love and regret, which is heartwarming.

Seven poems in late spring, beautiful and beautiful, far-reaching rhyme, prosperous and lonely

【5】

Spring

Song Wang Ling

In March, the remnants of the flowers fall and bloom more, and the small eaves fly every day.

Zigui was still crying blood in the middle of the night, and he didn't believe that the east wind couldn't call it back.

It's late spring in March, after the spring flowers wither, they will still bloom again in the next year, and the swallows under the eaves, even if they fly away, have a time to return.

The cuckoo bird cried day and night, until the blood came, and they did not believe it, and they could not call back to the dying spring.

Wang Ling, a poet of the Northern Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi valued his articles and people, but unfortunately he was jealous of his talents and died of illness at the age of 27.

The cuckoo cries all night in spring and summer, and the cuckoo's oral epithelium and tongue are red, the ancients mistakenly thought that it cried full of blood, so there is a legend of "cuckoo crying blood", and many poems also express homesickness with the cuckoo's cry.

This poem is a poem about the scenery, allegorical to things, and expresses the feelings of cherishing spring through the scenes of late spring such as "residual flowers", "swallows", and "Zigui crying".

Seven poems in late spring, beautiful and beautiful, far-reaching rhyme, prosperous and lonely

【6】

Chunxing

Don Wu Yuanheng

The willows are cloudy and drizzle, and the remnants of the flowers fall to see the warblers.

The spring breeze blew the dream of the countryside overnight, and chased the spring breeze to Los Angeles.

On a drizzly spring day, the willow tree has changed from the goose yellow in early spring to verdant, and the flowers on the branches have also withered in the rain.

The warm spring breeze at night evoked my homesick dream, and this homesickness flew back to Luoyang City, where I thought about it day and night, along with the spring breeze, across thousands of mountains and rivers.

The scenery in the twilight of spring touched the poet's homesickness. The spring breeze in the poem, as if knowing the poet's thoughts, triggered homesickness and homesickness, and diligently blew homesickness for him, making this poem not only have a sad and melancholy mood, but also reveal a warm and bright color, creating a moving artistic conception.

Seven poems in late spring, beautiful and beautiful, far-reaching rhyme, prosperous and lonely

【7】

Butterfly Love Flower

Song Zhu Shuzhen

Thousands of weeping poplars outside the building.

If you want to be young, you should go to spring less.

It is still floating catkins in front of the wind. Follow the spring and see where it goes.

The green mountains and rivers are full of Du Yu.

is ruthless, and Mo is also sad.

Send the wine to Chunchun silently. It was raining at dusk.

Outside the building, the weeping poplars are still around, and thousands of branches are swaying, as if they want to tie the footsteps of spring, and the spring is just a short stay, after all, they still have to leave. Only catkins flutter in the wind, as if they are tracing the traces of spring, to see where spring is going?

Between the mountains and rivers, a thick green spreads, and occasionally the mournful cry of the cuckoo is heard, even the ruthless person will be sad in the face of this situation. I wanted to raise a glass to say goodbye to spring, but I found that spring had quietly left, and at dusk, a heavy rain fell from the sky, and in the drizzle of dusk, I bid farewell to spring.

Zhu Shuzhen was born in a family of eunuchs, received a good education since she was a child, and is an out-and-out talented woman.

It's a pity that the married life was very unsatisfactory, and he died early.

This poem cherishing spring, through imagination and anthropomorphism, shows the psychological process of appreciating spring, cherishing spring, keeping spring, and sending spring step by step, expressing the poet's sad and lingering emotions. "Zuo'an Words" commented that this word is "lingering, and there is no dullness at the bottom of the pen".